Sunday, 27 December 2009

Five, 10, 15 years ago, it was all white lace and promises. You were young(not necessarily these days), dewy—and a little bit dumb. Who knew about all the things you would find out later?

Since I’ve been married for 2 years, I’ve been elected to dig up some of the truths about married life. I had some ideas of my own, but I also polled a bunch of my long-married friends. They told me that over the years, their eyes had been opened—and it has not always been pleasant.

1. Weird in-laws get even weirder over time. And your kids will inevitably inherit some of the traits of your weird in-laws. Got a nonstop talker? An attention hound? It’s probably not hard to figure out who she takes after.

2. Your hubby may be a great guy, but beware: Once he slips that ring on your finger, you’ve adopted his family—not just the immediate family, but every long lost cousin too. That’s a lot of people who could show up uninvited for Thanksgiving dinner or ask for a loan (“just until payday”). Even the ones that thinks asking you for your car for two days should go down well with you.

3. Though he never snored before, he might after you’re hitched. Take a tip from a couple I know, and to solve this problem rather than fight non stop just buy ear plugs or kuku remove your own ears.

4. There are two schools of thought on birthdays: the “it’s not a big deal” school and the “yay for meee!” school. The former gets a card. The latter celebrates the Season of the Birthday, which can go on for quite a long time, like Chanukah or Advent. Figure out which one you’re married to, and be ready. I am lucky that mine remembers my birthday and he tries to make the day extra special.

5. It’s better to keep listening to those stories and laughing at those jokes rather than remind him he’s told them to you a million times (this from a 41-year veteran of listening to old stories). Life is short, even though those stories aren’t. Deal with it.

6. Yes, you can go to bed angry. You may hate him at that moment, but no one really deserves the backache you get from sleeping on the couch. If you were married to my husband I can assure he'd forget that you are not even in bed with him.

7. We all do stuff differently. You may be married to one of those guys who thinks that the way to wash dishes is to (gack!) soak them in a sudsy sinkful of water, then rinse them off. If this isn’t your way, it’s not worth arguing about it. Just be glad he’s doing the dishes.

9. It is amazing how many disagreements, crummy moods and disappointments can be temporarily glossed over with a plate of good food.

10. Are you on the same page about the empty nest? If he loves the idea of moving to Lekki for the serenity and the early-bird special and you’re all about the mainland so you won't miss your hair appointment at Bobby's or Make Me then you’re in trouble. Either that or you’ve got to do what you’ve done so many times already: compromise. Move to Lekki and get stuck in traffic daily then you'd complain afterwards.

Ok, all said above doesnt necessarily apply to Temmytayo but I am sure we can all relate. Happy New year in advance peeps.

Wednesday, 23 December 2009

Hee hee, I was jejely blog hopping since I do not have anything to blog about. So, i hopped into SOLLOMONSYDELLE's blog and there i caught the bug.

Here are the rules:

1.Name 5 bloggers2.Say something nice about each of them3.Tag them by linking to them in your meme, and visiting their blog to announce that they have been tagged4.Those tagged, cannot repeat any of the bloggers mentioned by the person who tagged them (sorry, that way more bloggers can get mentioned and not just the same popular ones)

So, here we go:

Bimbylads: this babe na omo pupa otherwise known as yellow paw paw. We met years back in the blog world only for us to jam again at a wedding where we rocked our selves to stupor. Can I forget, how much fun I had going for her wedding, or the day we hung out at the west end with other bloggers....her craze nature just came out in one word. Love,this babe.....

PrincessYayi: this one na original monkey.We grew up together, I initiated her into the world of blogging. We have shared so many highs as well as low times but in all she has remained true to herself and true to friendship. Her blog shows the madness that runs in her blood. Love u half way monkey...

Life Of A Stranger Called Me: a fantastic blogger that doesn't hide her love for God. She can go to any extent to let the whole world know about who she serves. Her posts always reminds me about the awesomeness of God...Love u plenty.

Vera Ezimora: Vera as we all know is fantastic as well as extremely funny/naughty. I DO NOT LIKE her and she knows. I can't remember the last time she called me tho I have never been able to understand why we get along so well. We have never seen but when we talk or when i read her posts...it is as if I have known her all my life. 3 gbosas for you Vera!!

Saturday, 12 December 2009

Yeah, seriously they hurt. And that is no thanks to little temmy that can not go to sleep without twitching and pressing and turning my nipples. I wonder where he got that nasty habit from. Now he has even graduated into the level of wanting and ''trying'' this act in public places.

Last week in church, the boy was trying to sleep and before you can say ''jack'' he don dey rub my breast through my blouse. Imagine!! I looked round before slapping that his tiny hand away...kai!

His modus operandi once it's time to sleep is to balance on my chest as he never slept in his cot for one day, then start pressing and pulling and tugging and whenever i wince in pain...he smiles or sometimes laugh out loud.

There are times when he wakes up in the middle of the night to look for breast to lull him back to sleep. Once he moves to his dad and realises that there is no mound there, his eyes will snap open in 1 sec to look for the original.

Help, before I become nipple less oh.

On a lighter note, yours truly added another year on the 2nd of this month. Now I really feel old. I know I am moving closer to 40 by the minute even if i still have 9 years to do that. I know that this may sound so ''not right'' but hey it is my opinion and it is my blog.lol.. Why do single girls rush and nearly want to kill themselves to get married? Fine, marriage is fun with the right person but the RESPONSIBILITY......dang!

It is so scary to know that I have to take care of two boys. Both dying for attention at the same time, one wants milk at the same time the other wants food. Hey, i am not an octopus. Just one child and i am complaining. Women with 3 or more abeg how do you do it. I am planning an all by myself retreat early next year. I need to find myself again!

About Me

A God fearing black woman.Love to sleep and i still read mills and boon. I am searching for deep love, love yoruba movies to bits. Did not know i was addicted to my previous blog until i lost it. Aaawgh!